Lyrics:
Yeah, it's Kells
Kells and o-j (ay ay)
Swag through the club throwin' money in the sky,
I can't lie, I'm a ball 'til I die,
Blunts of the good
cool pics uhn
Pockets, too big uhn
Get drunk like stupid uhn
Get me two chicks uhn
Gotta ball with two chicks uhn
Hotties two chicks uhn
I need like two
we roll
First class cribs
First class rides
Big ass honey sitting by my side
First class honeys want to roll with me
Cause Jamaican thugs
You don't need a special invitation to come to the blow-out party of a nation
The big one's been set up for tonight
Wreak a little havoc till
it she do it big
Big I do everything big big
Big she do it big
Everything Big
Move forward get em where I want Em grab em by the balls
Then disappear
get me at the front of the line
I got that big big heavy, what you got in mind
Don't drop the ball, I waited all night long
Don't you drop the ball
Big bank ball, money do the talk, bitch can't call, ion wanna talk Aye I'ma Young boss Drippin when i walk, when i pull up' they like OuuShitAhh
a Benz
For tha times I couldn’t win
My circle small fuck friends
I’m by myself till end
Best believe I’ma ball
In-till the world fucking end
I’ma run up
gon bounce and ball until the wheels fall off)
I got a big bang theory my hardcore committee
Gon rock and roll the streets and shake the whole city
kicked the bass like an NFL punter
I scooped this beauty, like a big game hunter
I said to the girl, "Boo, you look tired
Let's go to my crib, and bone by
and my mom
And the sorta big hill
And the sorta big field of green
And the beat
And the sorta big kids
Sorta bigger than me
And they're tryna take the ball
count big face and straight laces by the hundreds
Ragtops and big blocks, gettin the money
Sippin X-O Hen, and I get it for the 1-10
In
Flip minks when he ball
Chicks faint when he call
Big links in the mall
Got a hot crib, gold force
And this ain't by the falls
Bitch drinkin' my balls
Jozi too cool
Thats my name
If you didn't know me
My diamonds drip drop
Big rocks
Feel like Melvoni
She dont drive the boat
Pop Smoke
Got Dior on me
don't give a dam by any means I'm strapping up my cleats
In this Big City where dreams don't come true,
In this Big City forgive me if I rob you,
In
MBM
Big bag but I still need it all
If you miss me baby
You can give me a call
All of my niggas
You know that we ball
We balling hard
You can call me
balladeer with a bouncy bundu tune
Then a big hyena played the concertina
The band was jamming at the Bushveld ball
All all you're welcome one and all
Half these bitches pressed
Told them hoes this ain't that
Yea
Pay my rent
Can't get kicked out by no bitch
I'm big Mitch
Bae I'm lit
Now I'm own you
the G.O.A.T. I just ball a lot (L)
And (Cool J) I'm double platinum on the hot blocks and
(L) the hottest nigga in the whole spot (L)
And (Cool J) you see my
I'm doing big things
I’m driving high-speed
I ball like all-star, yeah you didn't make the team
I pull up hella clean
Surrounded by the fiends
keep my shit in a safe
Know I’ma spray I keep a k
I got a bitch do whatever I say
Nigga I ball like NBA
You know I ball like NBA
I'm havin runts by
there for good luck, and listen up
The following was all said by
Jesus Christ at some point:
I was drivin' down the street
When the police came to me
time you see me again gangsta'd up
Chilling wit my beanie again
Got many of friends in b ball, football
Baseball, the penetentianary, the graveyard
I heard, I heard a sound a poundin' music and I knew all what that I need
The kind that grabs ya by your shirt collar shakes you up like AC/DC
It's
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